Lyrics:

[Raekwon]**lf**Take it off, sho'' ''nough kid**lf**Take it off**lf**We gon'' take it from the East to the West**lf**To the North to the South**lf**Show y''all what it''s about**lf**Don''t make me throw no gun in your mouth**lf**You know?**lf**How long is your CREAM? This long?**lf****lf**Eh yo, his belt got karats in it**lf**Swift description, E-320 nigga pitchin**lf**Rock a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thing**lf**It''s like, he pump isolated, still cashin in CREAM**lf**Niggas in the hood hate him, drew a vase of him**lf**Blaze ''em, he actin like Shallah raisin him**lf**This is hydrogen, son ain''t live as him**lf**He like Maguyver, chin 4 spies with him**lf**Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift wish**lf**Shash the list, give his miss dick**lf**Technique, operation: tech scream**lf**Bet CREAM, them alligators jet like a vet swing**lf**Nigga like Nicolas Cage with the gauge in your braids**lf**2 cannons that''ll spray, rockin banana suede**lf**Suck this drunk alcohol dick**lf**Fuck y''all niggas with hits**lf**We bout to shit on y''all shit**lf****lf**[Triflyn]**lf**Y''all brothas wanna call us out?**lf**Name names, otherwise it''d be the best to shut the fuck up**lf**Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up**lf**You''re scared and froze of bein exposed**lf**I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, call me the mayor**lf**It''s my borough, you don''t want no problems**lf**I''m on now, you dead pop, all jokes aside**lf**I ride the top, you glide the bottom**lf**Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick, balls**lf**Shit y''all, leave flat line to stick your''s**lf**We flip off basic and brace it**lf**8 kills, 47 ways to taste it**lf**Never understand what you never been told**lf**You did your book bitin off of my scrolls**lf**We hit man, Colombo, coats and hats to match**lf**Bust off quick, and then, guns go back**lf****lf**[Superb]**lf**I move like Arthur Ash against God**lf**4 raquets, 8 balls and no practice**lf**Every cypher''s a heated discussion**lf**The industry was like a beat that needed precussion**lf**I brun the music, shit that make crews flip**lf**State that I''m the illest, this is Q.U. shit**lf**I used to heat-hole, now I''m takin over like the repo''**lf**Bitches that roll, Cee-Lo that''ll sniff a kilo''**lf**We went from Frank''s and greens to shanks and beans**lf**Now we drive our Navigators to banks in Queen''s**lf**Y''all can''t fuck around, your words ain''t right**lf**Every time I touch the mic, they say ''Perb ain''t right''**lf**But that''s the truth though, d''oh, infact that''s it**lf**When they drop this shit, I''m gon'' cop that shit**lf**The new star, you want me? I''m at the juice bar**lf**Y''all once hap'' niggas, give me 2 stars**lf****lf**[Chip Banks]**lf**I heard what y''all rappin about, but bring your stash out**lf**You shouldn''t throw rocks if you livin in glass house**lf**Sneak your weak shit at us, on the low though**lf**Where these cats come from, speakin about po''**lf**He got cash to cop and I''m crashin {*car crashing*}**lf**But half of y''all cats just catchin up to Rae'' last year**lf**Got guns in the jungle, call ''em Jurassic**lf**The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot plastic**lf**While y''all niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars**lf**Gettin head from rock stars**lf**We blowin everything apart, I''m smashin the charts**lf**How I see it? (Yo, how you see it?)**lf****lf**Chorus: Raekwon**lf****lf**Eh yo, what you wanna be when you grow up?**lf**Yo, I wanna be a leader**lf**Slow your speed up and stop tryin to be us**lf**Say somethin always, got a future? Stay out the hallways**lf**And get yourself right, a 100 more ways**lf****lf**[Rhyme Recca]**lf**Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise words**lf**Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, spit out**lf**Shut your block down, get out, criminal route**lf**Gangsta shit, can''t talk now, gun in your mouth**lf**Cream Team killas, cacoon cats like caterpillars**lf**Giant size gorillas, break niggas backs from the skrilla**lf**Scratch, greenback track, Fed''s berserk**lf**That''s my word, disrespect Recca, get what you deserve**lf**Inferno, melt down mic''s, millionaire in my afterlife**lf**Broke bread with Christ on the last night**lf**Apocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2 clips**lf**Passport, cellphone with the removable micro-chip**lf**Specialist, 40-karat Sicillian necklace**lf**Matching bracelet, Cream Team crisp the basic